- Lyrics
- Album list
WITHERED HAND
-
King of Hollywood
Tonight I can feel the big stars Through the soles of my shoes I guess the way I wore a moustache kinda reminded you of you
In no particular time Some European town You threw your tarot cards up into the air And watched them fall back down
Better The Devil you know, you'll be gone long before The Fool comes around
Every time I get into an airplane I feel like crossing my heart You said I remind you of your ex-wife Like you were picking at the scar
Later that night I saw you smiling in your sleep under your oxygen mask
Now I was coming on strong at the show like I was born again Some of you guys should get with my god, he hates about everything Well, everything except me, I'm the anomaly
Here we go, here we go now Is this the Sunset Strip? Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Another strawberry mojito pressed against your lip Well, I keep on sucking on mine Like I was biding my time
I fell asleep watching a buzz band I peeked out under my hood Some of the people there were losing their shit Please let me be misunderstood
Well, you can do what you want to I tried to do what I could The Gilded Palace Of Sin And you, the King of Hollywood
Well, you can do what you want to I tried to do what I could The Gilded Palace Of Sin And you, the King of Hollywood
We were dancing in the Gilded Palace Of Sin And you, the King of Hollywood
-
|